Two arm chairs,
One empty.
A heated blanket tucked in tight.
You with your tea,
Repeating the same stories,
Endlessly
I sit by the fire,
Silver fox in hand,
Just half listening.
The tree in the yard boughs to heaven,
Never changing,
Defiant like you.
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English literature and creative writing grad who spends all day working with numbers... Go figure!
Your Eyes Were the Spark; Your Kiss my Scarlet Ink. Your Passion, Its warmth; Your Love, its Essence -- Its soul And Its heart. When you Left Without A trace, The Poetess Lost her Grace.
You have about 3 hours for youngwritershousehold. Remember the word is fire/fireplace great entries so far!. Goooo!!!.
I am really looking to gain some new followers to see and help me with my work. If you follow, I'll return the favor. Thanks..
'do you remember that conversation we had?' 'what. The one about pigs being a type of fruit?' -pirates with scientists (from the creators of wallace and gromit!!!).
Sunshine comes Sunshine goes But the sunshine always appears When you smile And the sun shines For a mile When you smile.
Am I one of those people. Who is forgotten so soon. Do I leave an impression. Or do they think I'm a loon. Am I just a bystander. Do I not ever sink in. Do they care if I'm sad. Or if I wear a grin.
I REALLY have to stop shouting directions and comments at tv shows.....
You cannot open the door to the future & the past at the same time, for the winds of time will shut one of them for you..
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